Apocalypse Paradise

The light from the chandelier was dim, and the room was filled with the strong smell of blood. Wang Yi was breathing heavily, his heartbeat was beating violently, and his hands were shaking slightly.

The blood dripped slowly along the watermelon knife. Wang took a deep breath and tried to stabilize his emotions. At the same time, his eyes scanned the small room, collecting information.

Everything was too sudden. The top priority was to stop the bleeding on his injured chest. Hydrotherapy did not have much effect. He could only tear off his clothes and simply bandage it.

Then he opened the body of the headless corpse and began to search for things, but after searching, there were only a few banknotes.

Holding the door handle carefully, Wang Yi wanted to open a gap and watch what was going on outside.

When the door opened, Wang Yi flashed in front of him and appeared in another larger room. Screams, roars, and begging for mercy were intertwined to form a symphony from hell.

Wang Yi hurriedly retreated into the corner to prevent someone from behind him from suddenly giving him a cold blow.

As soon as he started to move, someone noticed Wang Yi. Everyone suddenly stopped what they were doing, and then rushed towards Wang Yi with a weird scream.

Fortunately, the room was big enough. Before Wang Yi could do it, he shrank into the corner and threw a thug into the crowd. He picked up the watermelon knife and started slashing while running.

Wang Yi's previous chest injury had recovered after coming to this house, and he found that his elemental power had been slightly enhanced.

But it's still very little, and it's probably all used up in two shots of Hydrotherapy.

Wang Yi used various tables in the room to avoid the thugs' pursuit, and kicked the thug in front of him. Wang Yi was stabbed in the calf, but the pain was reduced due to the burst of adrenaline at this moment, and he continued to run away.

In the fierce running battle, all he could think about was how to survive. With the help of a thug's body to block the incoming watermelon knife and steel pipe, Wang Yi always created conditions that were favorable to him, that is, he only faced a small number of people.

Thanks to the water element flowing in his body, Wang Yi's physical condition is much better than that of the thugs, but it is also limited. In the fierce battle, Wang Yi's physical strength is consumed quickly.

Although he saw a baseball bat coming, he couldn't avoid it and was hit hard on his left shoulder. He swung the knife straight into the thug's throat with his right hand.

Wang Yi has become a bloody man at this moment, his own blood is mixed with the blood of thugs, and of course more of the blood of thugs.

After using the hydrotherapy technique, Wang Yi recovered a little and continued to slash with his knife. Finally, as the number of mob corpses under his feet increased, the situation gradually reversed.

Wang Yi stopped retreating and began to actively look for opportunities to attack. As the last thug fell, Wang Yi lay on the pile of corpses, breathing in the air full of blood.

Only now did he have the slightest bit of energy left to think about this illusion.

"Hey, I wonder how Wang Yi is doing in there?"

"Is there still nothing you can do?"

"Yes, this formation disk was brought out by the general from the Holy Selection Trial. I only know how to use many things, but I cannot observe the results."

"In other words, once we force the observation, the formation will be ineffective and we can only wait for the success or failure of the breaker."

"But don't worry, everyone has been in the formation. Although I can't tell the story due to the oath, the fact that Wang Yi is still in it until now means that this kid has performed well."

The saints looked at the already dim formation disk with complicated emotions. A horizontal 8 symbol on it was exactly the same as the symbol in Wang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

Wang Yi raised his trembling arm, supported his body with a baseball bat full of dents and blood stains with his other hand, and slowly walked towards the door.

Every time Wang Yi took a step, there was a squeaking sound. If you look closely, you will find that it is a trace of stickiness caused by the thug's blood dripping on the ground and then solidifying.

"I hope my guess is correct." Wang Yi held his hand on the door handle, took a deep breath at me, closed his eyes, "Come on!"

In an instant, when Wang Yi opened his eyes, he saw an unfamiliar environment and familiar thugs, "Fuck"

Feeling more water elemental power in his body, Wang Yi grinned, as if this could soothe his tense nerves.

He kicked the thug who was rushing towards him with a side kick, picked up a new watermelon knife, and a cold light flashed. The thug fell down with his hands on his throat. The King of Killing, who had already gone through a tiring battle, knew how to save his energy and improve his killing efficiency.

Perhaps it was because he was familiar with the attacks of thugs, or because of the increase in water elemental power in his body, or maybe because Wang Yi was familiar with the watermelon knife. Although the number of thugs increased this time, he was not as embarrassed as last time.

At least this time, although he still looked like a bloody gourd, he sat on the table and let the blood drip from his fingers.

"So tired." Although his physical condition recovered after entering the new room, his mental fatigue could not be eliminated in a short time. When he closed his eyes, the crazy look of the thug appeared in front of his eyes.

"I don't know what the next level will be. Maybe there will be more thugs. I hope I can change roles." Wang Yi spat out a mouthful of bloody spit and walked towards the door.

Although he wanted to lie down in the room and have a good sleep, Wang kept telling him that he couldn't sleep.

When he opened his eyes, he still couldn't sense the elemental power from the outside world, and the water elemental power in his body increased again.

From Wang Yi's observation, there seemed to be one among the many imbecile thugs who was different. Not only his clothes but also his violent eyes put a lot of pressure on Wang Yi.

The moment Wang Yi finally took action, the special thug also took action, "Gan."

Wang dodged and pulled a thug as a shield, but even so, he was knocked away by a water blast.

After knocking over a few thugs, NetEase was surrounded again, with various weapons aimed at him.

This is the earliest time Wang Yi has used water therapy since he entered various levels.

He finally seized the opportunity to break out of the encirclement, but was met with another water blast.

Soon the water elemental power in Wang Yi's body was used up, but it seemed that the special thugs could no longer use the water explosion technique. Wang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. If the opponent could use the water explosion technique infinitely, there was nothing Wang Yi could do.

Since the water thugs had used up the water blasting technique, Wang Yi began to kill without restraint, but without the hydrotherapy technique, his condition declined sharply.

But in the end, he still won with difficulty. The price was that he could no longer stand up, one of his ears was cut off, three teeth were knocked out, both legs were broken, and only his right arm could barely move.

Behind him, in addition to the corpses of low-level thugs, there was also an inhuman water thug.

Wang Yi felt that his vision was a little blurry, and his throat felt like a burning fire, but he still slowly propped up his body with one arm and crawled forward.

He was in excruciating pain before he even moved a step, and the pain made him wake up a little. He finally reached the door, and behind him was a long trail of blood.

After coughing a few times, Wang Yi took off the baseball bat tied to his waist and stood up slowly with the help of the baseball bat. He explored and groped with one hand while the baseball bat was shaking. Finally he felt the familiar metal feeling and pulled hard. .